[GK]Moby Dick

NOTES: some doggie is plotting again...
the fic idea came when i found in the comic Ogata said something like if he lost in the duel he would also chase Vasily to the end of the world. i grew up reading jack london and other early twentieth century tough guy in nature literature theres no way now i stuck in the GK for a while [hehe] and not cash it out. so anyway, this fic might drag on for a while.

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Day had risen warm and bright, exceedingly warm and bright.

As the summer solstice approached, the sky stretched clear and endless over Lake Baikal, its surface shimmering in the sunlight. The lake was an intense blue that seemed plucked from a kingfisher's feather, yet no number of these birds was enough to replenish the deepest freshwater on earth. Here, the heavens poured out their pigments with such reckless prodigality that would've wrung envy from any starving painter.

Even the air hummed with life—birds darted low over the waves, their wings skimming the surface, while the larches adorned the shore with a verdant tapestry. For a moment, the world seemed suspended in perfection, disrupted only by the distant rumble and whistle of the Trans-Siberian train, carrying its travelers from the farthest reaches of the East to the western end of the vast land.

Vasily sat by the window, his gaze drifting over the vibrant landscape outside, though remained indifferent to its charm. His eyes were fixed on something far beyond. The rhythmic clatter of the train lulled him, almost pulling him back to one winter night in particular.

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